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We don't know what time it is
it doesn't matter where we are
all the same
it's been magical so far
Warming to the sentiment
of the bonfire haze
and the charcoal scent
of marshmallows ablaze
The formula of our chemistry
atmospheric infusion
Shimmering fairy lights in the trees
firefly illusions
This here and now
an unspoken vow
that we won't forget what life's about
The bonds that we're forging, it's pure alchemy
Sipping on sweet sangria
I wash down the bitterness
the empty half of my glass
wanes with every splash
Where did we hide our shoes tonight?
I can't recall a thing
but this nonchalance
is worth remembering
The formula of our chemistry
atmospheric infusion
Shimmering fairy lights in the trees
firefly illusions
This here and now
an unspoken vow
that we won't forget what life's about
The bonds that we're forging, it's pure alchemy
The formula of our chemistry
atmospheric infusion
Shimmering fairy lights in the trees
firefly illusions
This here and now
an unspoken vow
that we won't forget what life's about
The bonds that we're forging, it's pure alchemy
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Lately I've been haunted by this being
but I'm not sure with who I'm dealing
there's a voice that whispers without breathing
volatile – one moment here and then it's gone
Frequently I'm taunted by this demon
psyching me, it's so demeaning
Sinking low whenever it's revealing
merciless, yet another flaw of me
What frightens me the most:
there is no ghost that can be banished
I suspect that I am both
the spectre and the spooked
All too well aquainted with this feeling
this character's so unappealing
how I've tried to temper it with reason
dispiriting, my best is still not good enough
It terrifies me so
to know there is no ghost to vanish
now I see that I am both
the spectre and the spooked
What frightens me the most:
there is no ghost that can be banished
now I see that I am both
the spectre and the spooked
but who is in control of them two?
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3. |
We are wireless
05:05
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Hiding in transparent shelters
fashioned for the purpose to be seen
We are sending out a message
but the essence is confined by a machine
Eye to eye we are not alone
Heart to heart followed by unknown
One on one we don't seem to mind
Our affairs are not our own
Quantify your style and values
making sure that every effort counts
Document all your endeavors
find significance in meaningful amounts
Eye to eye we are not alone
Heart to heart followed by unknown
One on one we don't seem to mind
Our affairs are not our own
Eye to eye we are not alone
Heart to heart followed by unknown
One on one we don't seem to mind...
Stripped of the empty excess
we are wireless
Reach me
without interference
There is a distance unless
we are wireless
Show me
what ones and zeros cannot express
Eye to eye we are not alone
Heart to heart followed by unknown
One on one we don't seem to mind
Our affairs are not our own
Eye to eye we are not alone
Heart to heart followed by unknown
One on one we don't seem to mind...
Stripped of the empty excess
we are wireless
Reach me
without interference
There is a distance unless
we are wireless
Show me
what ones and zeros cannot express
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4. |
Vice versa
03:59
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Honestly, I'm no nihilist,
seeing as there is no point
what's the use of really anything in life
to dwell on this issue seems like a hopeless excercise
Thankfully, I'm quite naive
I don't have issues like you do
I soak up all the lies,
the far-fetched alibis
but you tempt me to compromise
In debate
we're both the devil's advocate
whatever we contend
eventually we blend
Actually, I'm no activist,
I can't be bothered anymore
For every step ahead
we're taking two steps back
our achievements will be reset
Do we agree
on duality
or do our visions collide?
Today you are wrong
tomorrow you'll be right
In debate
we're both the devil's advocate
whatever we contend
eventually we blend
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5. |
As far as freedom goes
04:46
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Eventide is setting in
as I traverse into nomansland
I dissolve in air paper-thin
solitude is calling me
so here I am, untethered
Some kind of free exile
every once a while
when I'm out of words to say
I'll silently be on my way
Anyplace remote
excuse me from biscuits and porcelain
and arid monologue
These country miles
no-one's coming close
as far as freedom goes
Flaming sky turns indigo
cloaking me in color blend camouflage
Sheltering in the afterglow
now you see me, now you don't
I'm a mirage, elusive
Some kind of free exile
every once a while
when I'm out of words to say
I'll silently be on my way
Anyplace remote
excuse me from biscuits and porcelain,
and arid monologue
These country miles
no-one's coming close
as far as freedom goes
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Indie pop duo with a DIY mentality and a fondness for catchy melodies.
Influenced by eighties pop, metal and electronic music, it's always a surprise how the next song will sound.
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